Remember I wrote about how important a buddy is? Well...my buddy surprised me this morning at my 10k with a sign!
So proud of myself...and this is one of the major reasons I run. Crossing the finish line feels amazing every single time. I have the feeling it will never get old. Working towards a goal is what I survive on. I had 2 goals for this race: to run the 10k in under and hour (still waiting for my official time), and to run the ENTIRE thing. Any by entire, I mean ENTIRE. And I did! Didn't even take 2 walking steps for water. I brought my own and drank it while I ran.
Bring on that Half Marathon in April!!!